This year will mark 4 years since my journey with my natural hair started. During the time, I have had my ups and downs with learning how to wrangle these kinky curls of mine. Recently, I have had an influx of individuals inquiry about my natural hair so I am going to make it my priority to speak up on my own journey.
In order to get you on board, I needed to explain how I got here in the first place and this has been a long time coming.
It all started in August of 2010, you
see, a new stylist helped me with the previous radical change involving my hair. I chopped it all off and she gave me this short tapered style that suited the next phase of my life that I was entering. She came highly recommended from a few other women that I had contacted about her work and I was very excited to finally have someone who could specialize in my type of hair. Everyone wants that person they can rely on to explore new places they want to go on their hair journey and make them feel beautiful. This was my hair to take on a new and exciting time as I hit the job search after my first real job outside of college.
The first few appointments were great, then the problems started….
I met up with David at the Super Wal-Mart with every intention to help him out with grocery shopping. My hair was an atrocious mess and I was distraught that I had no idea where to go from here. As I walked in to meet him, I took a glance into the Wal-Mart SmartStyle Salon to see if they were busy. Not sure what made me even look in there, but I did. Once I found David, I told him I would meet up with him in a little while. He didn’t question, just let me go and do my own thing.
I’m glad he didn’t because I may have chickened out. In November of 2010, I made one of the most radical decisions of my life. After weeks of attempting to break in a new stylist for my chemically damaged hair, I finally had enough.
To this day, I vividly remember seeing the look on David’s face as I met back up with him after he had checked out. He also proved to me that I am the luckiest lady ever as he kissed me on the cheek and told me I was beautiful.
My hair does not define me, but it is a huge piece of my individuality. This is my pledge to write at least one post a week about my hair journey (and struggle).
If you want to really get on board, make sure you check out What’s Good Hair? and come back to check out more about my natural hair journey!